She laughed about it and said I don't see why not we are the best at handling packages. At that very moment I had to decide which way to go, should I ...et her see how freaky I am or laugh it off and thank her for delivering my mail. Of course I had to try the former. I smiled and asked her if she always handled her packages with care because mine could use some TLC. She looked a little serious for a second so I assumed I failed until she asked me what size the package was because if it fits it. What did you think of on those seas, of home?" She asked him coyly.Bartand wondered, it was an unusual question she asked him. She knew what he had been doing for these past four years, why did she want to know what he was feeling whilst on the sea."Well... the usual really Ma'Lady, being on sea meant we did not have many of the luxaries we have on land. Most meals were salted fish, and bread. Some wines that I purchased when docked in Calais. I've been having headaches since leaving England. Roberts barked the boy was going to show me how to suck correctly. I spread my legs and laid back with him between them sucking on the head licking my tip and piss slit. Mr. Roberts knelt behind the boy, spread his butt open and buried his face in his butt. We must have been sucking for a while before you could hear the janitors keys rattling down the hall. I got nervous, but was reminded the door was already locked. After a few more minutes I was about to cum. The boy reached up and grabbed my. This thought made me so horny so I grabbed his dick and started eating it. Yes eating would be the correct term for I was so wet and wanted his cock in my mouth. He pulled my hair softly and then violently face fucked me until I was gagging. His cock deep down my throat, I could feel it throbbing inside my mouth. He was cuming. My tears were rolling on my cheek. My mouth was dripping cum, and I was happy. He didn't say anything but now for round two. I thought round two? Round too means me.